นิยายเว็บแนว First-Person POV และเรื่องราว Professor ในฉาก Contract Marriage

Alora Vale thought senior year of medical school would be her ticket out of poverty. As a brilliant student surviving on a strict scholarship, she could not afford any distractions. That was until Dr. Dominic Reid walked into the cardiothoracic surgery lecture hall.He is not just a guest professor. He is a ruthless, cold-hearted billionaire who commands elite boardrooms by day and controls her grades by night. He is entirely forbidden, dangerous, and completely out of bounds.After an accidental clash on day one where Alora gives him a sharp, snarky response, Dominic targets her. His punishment is a calculated trap. Alora must submit comprehensive surgical reports directly to his private office every single evening.Trapped behind closed doors with an arrogant man who claims to despise her but cannot keep his eyes off her, the boundary between punishment and desire begins to blur. For months, the tension between them builds to a suffocating, palpable heat. Every evening brings them closer to the edge, until one rainy night, the rules break completely.But a night of intoxicating, forbidden passion comes with a dangerous price.When a public scandal leaks to the university and Dominic's power-obsessed family kidnaps her to secure an heir, Alora is forced into a corner. Stranded with a positive pregnancy test and a family of her own to fend for, she has no choice but to sign a cold, loveless marriage contract.Dominic sets strict rules for their forced union: separate beds, no emotional attachments, and no expectations. Yet, as her belly grows, the cold professor begins to break every single rule he made, hiding a fiercely protective possessiveness behind the excuse of protecting his child. He claims he does not love her, but his actions are about to prove otherwise.

“Are you into threesomes?”. Imagine your soon to be husband popping that question on your first date. Red thought the worst thing that could happen to her was being forced into an arranged marriage by her family until she walked into her first master’s lecture and saw her ‘husband’ standing at the front of the class.Their marriage was supposed to stay private. A quiet family deal. A contract neither of them asked for. In front of everyone else, Art Wilson was just the brilliant professor every girl whispered about. In private, he was the man she was legally tied to, the man who looked at her like he already knew every way to ruin her.

Lisa is a beautiful young girl who is working as a drawing instructor. She was in love with her boyfriend Daniel Brooke, who is an aspiring lawyer, for two years but her parents are pressuring her to get married to their chosen bridegroom Carl Black, who is a professor. Lisa asked Daniel to get married but he refused as he wanted to concentrate on his career. His dream is to be a famous lawyer like his father. To get success and fame he engaged with the daughter of the Mayor of their city which broke Lisa totally and decided to move on and get married to Carl Black. Initially, she was confused and not in love with Carl Black but slowly she started developing feelings for him, but Daniel was not ready to leave her. He tried to get her back in his life and created a misunderstanding between Lisa and Carl Black and their married life became like a living hell. Can they overcome all the odds and save their marriage?

A sharp pull by my wrist bought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirk face saying it all. His eyes are gazing my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I won’t give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. _______________________ This is the story of Payal Mehra and Kabir Khurana who are bound by vows in the sacred bond of marriage which was not in their to do list. But yet they are.

I gave myself to a stranger in a penthouse, then ran before dawn. I thought I'd never see him again. Three days later, he walked into my lecture hall. Professor Xavier Carrington. Cold. Untouchable. A billionaire who owns half of Manhattan—and the secret of what we did. He pretends I don't exist. He treats me like air. But when my grandmother's café burns down and my bills drown me, he makes me an offer I can't refuse: a one-year contract marriage. Separate bedrooms, he says. No feelings, he promises. I sign because I have no choice. Now I live in his glass tower. I sleep down the hall from the man who took my innocence. He's ice to everyone else, but late at night, I catch him watching me. His hands shake when I get too close. He kisses me like he's drowning—then tells me he feels nothing. I don't believe him. Because there's something dark behind those cold grey eyes. Something he's buried so deep he thinks I'll never find it. And the closer I get to him, the more I realize his world isn't just cold—it's dangerous. But I have secrets too. I'm not just his contract wife. I'm gathering evidence to leave him—until I discover that his family's name is built on lies. And the truth I'm looking for might be the very thing that gets me killed. His obsession with me might be the only thing keeping me alive. He says it's just a contract. But the heart doesn't read fine print.